wow! My prissy little life pales in comparison
Confronting a warlock in Caracas
Arriving in Caracas, Venezuela in 1993, our team immediately saw its cauldron of contradictions. Skyscrapers and slums coexist uneasily. Its six million inhabitants seemed to be just one coup d’etat away from chaos. Violence and murder were rampant in the slums. Less than one percent of the population were evangelical Christians. Kiosks sold satanic literature and articles of witchcraft dotted the boulevards.
“That man claims to have supernatural powers. I think he is a warlock,” was the reply.
Sure enough, though blindfolded and too far away to see in any case, each time a card was picked, the hooded man correctly guessed what it was.
Suddenly, one of our team members held a Bible aloft. Members of the crowd jeered at this unexpected challenge to the man behind the hood. He paused momentarily, trying to divine what the article in question was. “I can’t tell; it seems to be some kind of book written in English,” he said in Spanish.
Fortunately, a team member had a Spanish Bible and held it up in the air. The warlock immediately responded with revulsion and rage. Ripping off his mask, he quickly approached our group, yelling in Spanish at our team members, “Why are you here in our country? We are not interested in your Christian Bible! We are not interested in your Jesus!”
The crowd seemed invigorated by the potential for a fight. Cries of, “Gringo! Gringo!” resounded.
Ron Campbell, one of our team members, responded, “What is your name?” He asked.
“They call me Luis. But what is that to you? You are an offense to our people. You should return to America.”
Ron, boldly persisted, “Luis, you can rant and rave at me, but I just have one thing that I want to say to you and that is, Jesus loves you. You can resist him all you want, but he loves you, Luis. You may try to fight him and curse him, but he loves you.”
This was too much for Luis to endure. Sputtering threats, he began to walk away.
Ron felt the Holy Spirit prompting him and jumped atop a park bench to address the crowd that now looked on in amazement. “People of Caracas, you have heard the words of death that this man brought you. You have experienced the bitterness that the devil brings to your life. In contrast, Jesus Christ came to bring us the words of life. He came to earth and died that we who have sinned might live. Many of you have heard of Jesus Christ. You know all about him, but you have never made him Lord of your life. How many of you are tired of living life to gratify your own desires? The Bible says that Jesus said, ‘No man comes unto the Father but by me.’ How many of you would like to receive eternal life and make Jesus Lord of your life?”
“Yes Lord”. I used to NEVER experience things like this until something happened back in 1987. God came on me in a way that is almost unspeakable and things began to change.
Dan (comment above). You may see your life as “prissy”, but let me encourage you to pursue God with all you’ve got. Seek others out who are experiencing the super natural. Seek God’s face and plea with him to come and touch you, and use you.
I encourage all who can relate, to get an older book Power Encounters by Kevin Springer and John Wimber. You can get it used on Amazon for a few bucks. It will challenge your western world view of thinking, and stretch your own paradigm and the way you see things around you.
“Oh Lord, I ask that you would come in power and touch us for your glory. Come anoint us to be used to release the captives and set them free in JESUS name…”
Thanks Seth. This was an encouragement to me…The world is being increasingly dominated these days by a spirit of Jezebel. I’ll stop there…By the way do you remember why there is a drink called “Bloody Mary?” It is a great study…Love you friend.
Wow, I get goosebumps reading this…..so powerful. Praise God for the boldness and determination He gives to those who deeply believe in his Truth.
This is crazy! I never saw anything like this while I was on the Race. I want to be a pioneer again!